Entry One: Reminiscing Ravens
Betrayal's Bane
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Play me a tune
As I look into you
Make me dance
Trapped in your trance
I was a puppet on your strings
The puppet master to whom I sing
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I'm the doll that's all for pleasure
I'm the maiden no one can measure
You picked me for a reason
And it was you that I believed in
All your sweet lies I clung on
The truth I lost within your song
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Oh how I pine to hear it again
But in dreams, it's my only supplement
I toss and turn
Remembering every word
You whispered, and chanted
Now I know I'm a hopeless romantic
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Still to this very day, I don't know how you did it
Slithered in my black heart and nested
Starting up your false fire
Burning me with a false desire
Foolishly I found I didn't care
As long as you were there
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I'm a hopeless lost soul
And I want you back, and I don't know
If it's the false truth
Or a lone heart, craving for you
Either way, I can't stop thinking
What it would be like, if you hadn't have betrayed me …
A/N: See, this is what i was talking about! where the dashes separeat the poem is how i want to be bunched together without the space inbetween lines as so! It was driving me frickin' CRAZY! For those of you that read the bottom of When It Rains It Pours, that's what i needed help in and centering didn't work as well as i'd hoped ... if anything i got even more annoyed that there was NO WAY I KNOW OF TO FIGURE IT OUT! Maybe it's just my laptop or something ... i don't know ... but that crap up there? That's what i was trying to get at ... look at it ... it looks so ... so ... NOT RIGHT! I'm a harsh critic to myself and this ... this is unaccetable!
BUT, i did say i wanted to give you guys a present for waiting, so ... this is the start of this present ... this poem is in Raven's POV - obviously enough, the next one will be in Malchior's POV ... and i haveto say his own was longer than i meant it to be. Oh well, i guess it matches his personality, he honestly stricks me as the type to love to hear hismelf talk or something. (shrugs) What do i know, i'm as good a judge of character as the next person, plus i didn't make the guy up so ... yeah. the next one will be Mal's.
Working on "When It Rains It Pours" these poems i made during my slump, so have at it boys and girls!
l8er daez!
Disclaimer: If any of you stealing retards even TRIES to claim this poem as yours i will personally hang you from the gallows and watch your die a slow and painful death then laugh the entire time at your funneral. This poem is ALL MINES! YOU HEAR ME? Good, Raven, and Malchior i don't own.